Archive for December, 2008


Thank you, God. Christ our savior is born.

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Athiests speak out

The title “Ack! My 8 year old wants to go to church” caught my eye. I don’t usually do the whole forums thing because they can be very addictive and I don’t choose to spend my hours in that element. But as I said this one (click here to read it) just jumped out to me. Ack? Apparently this mom is more than a bit unsettled with her child’s request. I had to respond and I hope you do as well…. unbelievers have already done so, and that was an open door for me. This mom needs some Biblical support, having had a rough experience at Bible camp at an early age herself. My concern is that she will cave into the social aspect of the child’s desires and either not give her child the tools to follow up at home or worse, deny the christian education in the snippets the child absorbs.

If you don’t want to do the whole log in, respond to the post on the forum thing, please do visit it and pray for her, the atheists and the lukewarm Christians that are leaving comments.

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A powerful little prayer

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The reporter screamed, “This is a farewell kiss, you dog!” before throwing his shoes at President Bush, apparently an accepted tradition among Iraquis who wish to express their disdain and insult someone. How civilized. My concern is that the guy was able to throw BOTH shoes at the President of the United States

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Fluffy Baby Hat

My daughter Aubern Michelle made this adorable baby hat for her nephew-to-be (my grandbaby) Asher John-Ryan. He is due in February, and wow, what a snazzy dresser he will be! This was a big project for Chelle, as she has had problems with her hands and hasn’t been able to knit for a few years. This was the first thing she has attempted and it came out just precious!She threaded eyelash yarn and wove it in and out along the middle of the hat and added a pompom on top. It reminds me of something Dr. Seuss would have drawn for someone in Whoville! Cute!!

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Here are some Christmas goodies to share with you. My neighbor, aka “Savannah daughter” Rebecca (below, right) made two aprons in the sewing class I teach. She made one for herself and a matching one for her mom Peggy to wear at their family’s annual cookie bake. She did a wonderful job on them and took such care with making them! I was so proud of her, since this was something she really wanted to learn to do. She posted this picture on her blog and said I could copy it for mine! (Don’t you love the way the bags match the aprons?
Here’s one of the two aprons I made. This one is mine (Rebecca is the model!) and there’s another, a full sized one in the same pattern as above for my sister Barbara that I forgot to photograph! I used the same color palette as mine, just reversed, with the floral as the ruffle and the solid as the main part of the apron.
Ok, these are just the CUTEST things! I received these as a secret pal gift tonight at our knitting group’s Christmas gathering. My friend Abby drew my name and gave me several goodies: monogrammed cards, monogrammed tissues, aromatherapy sea salt, hand lotion and these adorable Mary Jane slippers!

I couldn’t wait to put them on! They are so snuggly and comfy and have rubber Christmas trees on the bottoms. So cute!

And then I opened these darling cards that she made! I love to make cards but mine never come out this cute! Abby said she will teach a card making class for us. Can’t wait!

I made a knitting needle caddy for my friend Carey Jo, a member of our needlework (knitting) group with some fabric from the Amy Butler collection.

It is a tri-fold caddy with places for various sizes of needles.

I added a pocket for either circular needles or whatever pattern she might use. The pocket is large enough if you copy the pattern and fold it in half.

The caddy closes with a big covered button.

I had a lot of fun making it and I think I need to make one for me now!

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You may have read my blogpost about our visit to the High Museum. Here’s my newspaper column about the trip.

A highly alarming visit

Our purpose was to view an exhibit of the terra cotta soldiers from China. The soldiers are an extremely significant archaeological find, having been buried since 246 B.C. and discovered by farmers in 1974, according to information from the High Museum. The soldiers were created as an afterlife army for the tomb of the first emperor of China, Qin Shihuangdi, and out of an estimated 7,000, only 1,000 soldiers have been unearthed.

Between drinking tonics and practicing long-life spells, Shihuangdi was pretty sure he had situated himself so well in the earthly life that he would have eternal life. So sure in fact, that he would need the army along with chariots with horses which he also had buried in the tunnels. So positive was he that he had ramps constructed so the horses could successfully navigate the exit of the tomb once he awakened from his moment or two of sheer death.

Yes, it was 246 B.C., but gee whiz, here’s a guy that needed God. Of course, that would have been a conflict since he considered himself a god and had an extravagant militia created for a hectic schedule after death. But lo and behold, here it is on tour. It’s just a hunch, but having seen this convincing evidence I’m thinking he didn’t take it with him and pretty much hasn’t used any of it since his untimely demise.

My family and I wanted to see what else was up at the High so we walked across the museum’s courtyard where ancient art and artifacts were on display, all on loan from the famous Louvre museum in Paris.

It had been a bit of a long day, having read all those little placards about Chinese history, and I was a bit parched. I set my purse down and began getting a piece of chewing gum out. Actually, I almost set my purse directly on an exhibit. It’s not like I almost hung it on the arm of a statue by Michelangelo, saying, “Here, David, hold this. I need gum.” But I almost set it on top of a fancy case with something rather rare inside. I realized what I was about to do, then quickly altered the direction of my purse and swung it to the floor. It may have hit the exhibit on the way down because a buzzer began announcing the error of my ways.


It wasn’t like smoke alarm loud, it was more like, “we’re in a museum so you can hear a pin drop” loud. I’m pretty sure someone could have burped in the next room, and it would have resonated two floors away.

The first thing I did was survey the situation. Alarm ringing, me standing in front of display case that held a huge bowl marked with what looked like Egyptian sheep. I didn’t have time to consider if Egyptians really had sheep because I was too busy considering that my purse had slammed into the base of the encased exhibit, which caused bells and whistles to go off and caused my family members to look away and completely disown me until the situation was resolved.

The guard didn’t run over to me so I went to him, figuring we should get all this into the open. “I think I set off your alarm,” I said, matter-of-factly. “Yes, you may have,” he replied, then explained the alarm was very sensitive and actually set itself off many times. “Well,” I continued, “I just wanted you to know I don’t want that bowl. It simply does not go with my decor.”

“I’m glad to hear that,” he said, matter-of-factly.

He was obviously not amused.

I’ve decided museum guards can’t afford to have a sense of humor. They must be stoic and serious at all times, and just in case anyone is keeping score, that is the No. 1 reason I don’t want to work in a museum. I’m more of a “Night at the Museum” kinda girl, where you can ride the exhibits after dark.

By the way, if you ever go to a museum and wear headphones so you can have your very own personal tour, don’t be tacky and walk in front of everyone, blocking the view of the exhibit.

Not that I’m an expert on museum etiquette (please reference the paragraph with I set off an alarm above), but I can still see the image of the woman who managed to step directly in front of me throughout the entire tour. The print of her blouse looked like a test pattern and made me woozy.

I think she was trying to hypnotize me, but just as things began to swirl I came to my senses and moved to another exhibit where I would wait for her to walk in front of me again. On second thought, maybe she did hypnotize me and she’s the one that wanted that bowl.

Sneaky headphone lady.

Though somewhat alarming, our visit to the museum was informative and enjoyable. Still, I’m thinking next time I’ll leave the purse at home, strap on some headphones and leave plenty of room for ladies in test pattern blouses, just in case.

Kathy Bohannon is a Georgia Press Association award winner and regular contributor to Effingham Now. E-mail her at kathy@bohannonink.com.

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